The Alpha’s Fated Outcast: Rise Of The Moonsinger

Chapter 3

Chapter 3: Unexpected Ally…

Lyla

For a moment, nobody moved.

Then slowly, Darius released me, his expression shifting from arrogance to unease.

“Who the hell was that?” he muttered glancing in the direction of the growl.

I didn’t answer.

I didn’t know who he was either but I felt a strange pull towards him, a sense of safety I hadn’t felt in years.

My eyes drifted to where he was across the room but he was no longer there.

I turned around frantically, searching for him in the crowd, but I couldn’t find him.

He was just here a few seconds ago.

The cruel laughter from the boys reminded me of my current dilemma.

One of the boys suddenly yelped and pointed to my legs – I flushed in embarrassment as they laughed again.

It was my warm juices… I was so horny that I could feel every underwear I had on, soaked.

I closed my eyes, trying to block everyone out.

My body was just reacting to having plenty of men around me at the same time.

“What’s the matter, Lyla?” feeling a little… needy?” Darius taunted me as he stepped closer again.

“I bet you’d do anything to make this stop, wouldn’t you?”

My breath hitched.

I could feel my heat intensifying.

Darius’ voice – the manly scent of the men around me… gosh! It was driving me crazy, making my skin burn and my thoughts blur.

It was as though every nerve in my body was on fire and my senses were overwhelmed by the unbearable desire coursing through my veins.

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I moaned loudly, clamping my legs together as the scent of my high arousal hung heavy in the air.

Right now, that didn’t matter, I just wanted to take care of the pressure building inside me.

“Come on,” Darius sneered, leaning in closer.

“Why don’t you just beg us? We might take pity on you, mutt.

”

my

stung, but the worst part was the twisted flicker of excitement that

betrayal, how it craved for any touch,

felt weak, my breath ragged and I knew I was

too much and my mind was fogged by the

jeered, their taunts mingling with the roaring in my

at her,” one

“She can barely stand.

Pathetic.

”

boy stepped forward and ran his index finger on

it, tears burned in my eyes – I wished I could stop myself but

ran my tongue up and down

dripped with false sympathy

she’d do anything

that right, Lyla? Do

I pushed through them before he could finish speaking, stumbling as I

on me, could hear mocking laughter chasing me but I didn’t

only thought was to get away, to find somewhere – anywhere – I

wall of muscle

my lips but the

was the

with a mix of curiosity and

tall, broad-shoulders, dressed in an impeccably tailored suit – an indication of power and

collective hush fell over the room as

could feel their stares and a sickening

the third finger

leader, but not just

was the Lycan Leader of the White Moon Throne – the highest rank in the

heart pounded as I

man in my

a

punishment for uncontrolled heat cycles especially

condition is seen as a disgrace, a shame that could bring down the

a deep amber that

of condemnation, his

me up from the ground with surprising

asked, his voice sending shivers through my

against my arm and my breath hitched again as I

stammered but my body chose that moment

me,

my vision blurring as desire overwhelmed my

leader caught me, his grip

of his chest against mine,

glanced up at him, my cheeks flushed and found his gaze fixed on me with an intensity that

Time seemed to slow.

and the judgment fading into the background as I

a flash of something

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